Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mauritania and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Kerri Chandler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Urselle,
Fear,
Althea and Donna,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dorothy Ashby,
Icehouse,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dark Day,
Unrelated Segments,
Siglo XX,
The J.B.'s,
Eric B and Rakim,
cv313,
Sam Rivers,
Leonard Cohen,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echospace,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sparks,
The Trojans,
Pagans,
the Bar-Kays,
Y Pants,
Maurizio,
The Stooges,
Brand Nubian,
Bush Tetras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Blake Baxter,
The Mummies,
Bobby Sherman,
The Raincoats,
Camouflage,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hashim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Association,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gladiators,
Kenny Larkin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pere Ubu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Soft Cell,
Cheater Slicks,
Rosa Yemen,
Rites of Spring,
The Cramps,
Bobby Byrd,
T. Rex,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxy Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Eden Ahbez,
The Golliwogs,
Mad Mike,
Dave Gahan,
Faraquet,
Bang On A Can,
Junior Murvin,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.